A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 1017: Long and Passionate Kiss

As long as the princess is happy, that's all. Today, my wife is the boss. As long as she is happy, she can do whatever she wants.

Zhuang Zhoucheng sighed. Originally, the wedding of the two of them should have been relaxed and easy, which had always been his goal. However, he was too cautious and serious.

After getting on the carriage, Zhuang Zhoucheng adjusted Huo Yan's skirt. Huo Yan lifted the veil covering the carriage, waved to the people outside, and smiled.

The carriage is all white and is modeled after the pumpkin carriage that Snow White rides in. The backrest is covered with flowing gauze, and the backs of the seats are covered with pink and red champagne roses, giving it a fairy tale feel.

The photographer followed the whole process, and a helicopter hovered in the air, also taking aerial photos of the scene.

The newspaper that Shi Zhenlin had bought in order to support his elder brother once again played a big role, and a video clip of the wedding scene was released to the public.

The mysterious Garden of Eden on the sea was exposed to the public for the first time, with waves, beaches, forests, and castles, just like a magical island created by a wizard's wand.

Huo Yan was sitting in the car holding flowers. Her hands were itching to take a selfie, but she felt embarrassed because there was a camera following them.

Zhuang Zhoucheng held Huo Yan's hand tightly. His palms, which were usually dry and warm, were now a little sweaty. He turned to look at Huo Yan, gently pulled her into his arms, held her face, and kissed her lips gently.

"There are people, no, there are photographers... and lipstick..."

Huo Yan tried to block the attack with her hand holding the bouquet, but Zhuang Zhoucheng pretended not to hear her and held her face and kissed her passionately.

Gently releasing her incredibly beautiful little face, Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"nervous?"

"Don't be nervous. Don't kiss me yet. We're going to take pictures later. Don't ruin my makeup..." Huo Yan said seriously.

"It's okay, Yan'er. I'm sorry that the wedding was delayed for so long. Do you blame me?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked in a low voice.

Huo Yan nodded and shook his head. "It's not so bad. If it was the first time and it wasn't so hasty, maybe, um..."

“Not so many regrets, right?”

Zhuang Zhoucheng saw her hesitation and took over the conversation in a low voice.

Huo Yan nodded. "Every young girl looks forward to wearing a wedding dress. As for me now, how can I put it? That anticipation is already very weak. After all, the baby is born, right? This is also our second marriage."

Zhuang Zhoucheng held Huo Yan's hand tightly, "I'm sorry, please forgive my fear of losing, okay?"

He admitted that their marriage was indeed too hasty and hectic at the beginning. There was nothing going on, even only a few people watching the ceremony. He even didn't dare to tell her that they were married.

In fact, in their relationship, he is the one who loves cautiously, humbly and pitifully.

Her heart was not with him from the beginning. Seeing her threatening to die rather than be with him, he was heartbroken.

Zhuang Zhoucheng suddenly hugged Huo Yan tightly. Did she know how many sleepless nights he had spent trying to keep her heart?

She doesn't see what you do for her, and she won't appreciate it no matter how much you do for her.

When he wanted to let go, he found that he was already deeply involved and could no longer live without her.

She was willful and unreasonable, but her heart belonged to someone else. When asked why he had to be with her, he could only say that she just happened to fit into that unique place in his heart.

She is not perfect, she is even full of shortcomings, but to him, she is indispensable.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng."

Huo Yan called out softly, and after hearing his response, she continued:

"I don't love you as much as you think."

In fact, he was still on guard against her, but he was much better now than before.

In the past, Zhuang Zhoucheng would not tell her the reason and would just put her under house arrest. When she was in the Kyoto villa, how many times had she been stopped when she approached the security office?

It is so in Kyoto and in the capital.

He knew that he could no longer control her, so as soon as she mentioned the Meiyan phone, he immediately bought back the ownership of Meiyan and tied her down with something she was interested in.

In fact, he doesn't need to worry so much. She is already a mother of a child. Can she just leave?

"Yeah." Zhuang Zhoucheng responded softly.

But also, not as much as he hoped, not as much as he cared about him, right?

"If I could bear to leave you, I would not come back to find you. Even though I have to raise two children, with my current condition, I can still find a man with good conditions to marry, right? Zhuang Zhoucheng, but I am back. When I decided to return to China, I called you. Do you know why?" Huo Yan asked in a sullen voice.

The two of them were in the carriage, hugging each other and whispering to each other in front of the cameras and a large number of onlookers.

"Why?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked her.

How could a grown man like him guess what a girl was thinking?

Now this little guy is very thoughtful, and he can't guess what she doesn't want him to see.

"hehe."

Huo Yan gently moved her head away, put her arms around Zhuang Zhoucheng's neck, stared at the man who was so close to her, and said softly:

"Because I only love you."

Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes were blank, with emotions surging in them. Huo Yan was still looking at him with a smile like a little goblin.

Zhuang Zhoucheng asked tentatively:

"Really?"

Huo Yan nodded and changed the subject, "You don't mind eating lipstick, right?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his eyebrows, and Huo Yan leaned forward and said:

"This is called turning the tables."

Holding Zhuang Zhoucheng's head, the woman was unusually bold and unrestrained. She stood up and crossed one leg over his legs. She held Zhuang Zhoucheng's head with her on top and the man on the bottom, and gave him a long and passionate French kiss.

The two of them kissed passionately as if no one was around, their passion running high. The slow-moving carriage was fast enough for the onlookers to see clearly, and they were cheering, clapping, playing music, and their enthusiasm was rising in waves.

Encouraged by this, Zhuang Zhou pulled Huo Yan up on top of him, letting her sit astride him and kissing her passionately. From a light kiss to a wet kiss that increased the passion index, the scene was explosive and hot.

Zhuang Zhoucheng let go of Huo Yan's lips and rubbed them gently, moving down along her little chin. His straight nose rubbed Huo Yan's snow-white neck bit by bit, taking a deep breath of her unique scent. He opened his mouth, and his sexy tongues of fire lingered on Huo Yan's neck. His lips and tongue moved down bit by bit to her graceful collarbone, kissing, sucking, and rubbing gently.

Huo Yan's body was swollen and hot, and he tilted his head slightly, with his neck forming a perfect arc.

With her eyes slightly closed, her charming face was immersed in the passion given by her lover, unable to extricate herself for a long time. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, proving the cleansing of her heart at the moment.

"Zhuang Zhoucheng..."

Huo Yan called out softly, and Zhuang Zhoucheng hugged Huo Yan, with their heads tightly intertwined and pressed against each other.